oh my goodness. what happened to the quality of captions for planet's funniest animals. so outrageously stupid, its lower than slapstick jokes. okay, stupid doesnt even begin to describe how much it doesnt make sense. doesnt bring laughter, induces annoyance. bring back the previous caption artist. i believe he can actually bring wit back to the show.
okay, i've switched the channel to relieve the irritation.
finished Frankenstein a week ago. "Can any man be to me as Clerval was; or any woman another Elizabeth? Even where the affections are not strongly moved by any superior excellence, the companions of our childhood always possess a certain power over our minds which hardly any later friend can obtain. They know our infantine dispositions, which, however they may be afterwards modified, are never eradicated; and they can judge of our actions with more certain conclusions as to the integrity of our motives."
busy-ness is a poison. a slow-effect one for that matter. gotta keep it in check. especially with the up and coming varsity commitment.
i led the first half of my life by instinct. the rest of it, is by choice.
can you see that i have needed begging for so much more than you could ever give.
perfection at 4:47 PM
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Saturday, May 10, 2008
marie digby's so nice. what a cool friend to have.
same instruments. same range. same tone. different opportunities. thats the way it goes.
i'd like to delve into something of more substance. not patronize outright prattle. pretty uncomfortable if you ask me. for that, i do hope my pen is indeed mightier.
a prude, you can term me. i cannot be swayed nor persuaded as such. if it aint mine, it aint my call. unfortunately, it is.
and even though my feet are trembling and everywhere they say i'm stumbling i will bare it all watch me unfold, unfold.
perfection at 6:31 PM
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Friday, May 09, 2008
i seek to roam the streets in blessed solitude. during which i shall engulf my thoughts with reflection. let no one but i be audience to this melancholy. nor witness such cruel selection.
yet environs forbid exclusive moons. to occupation, i am enslaved. seldom are my endeavours to hear my maroon girl's croons. as it is with that blue-dashed fiend.
my previous writings, as i recall, belong to punk. oh, the shame. i guess this is what maturity looks like.
we sat and watched the sun go down then picked a star before we lost the moon youth is wasted on the young before you know, its come and gone too soon.
perfection at 5:58 PM
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Wednesday, May 07, 2008
we are our own downfall.
cant peacefully practice the guitar at work. kids are just such curious creatures.
i spend way more on books and music. than i do on clothes. but i think thats a fair exchange.
burns. spice. dark. film.
if you give me a minute a man's got a limit i cant get a life if my heart's not in it.
perfection at 3:30 PM
theJOURNEY.
theTUNES.
what sing you.
theMUSICIAN.
dania
st nicks
anderson
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